Thank God for Darwin

Thanks to my Dad for sending this article. I don't know why science is all of a sudden so hard for some ignorants to take. After all, doesn't the Bible tell us that with God, all things are possible?

Sistas

Quotes of the night:

Friend: "Welcome to Free Will"

Drummer: "So, who here is single?"

Driver: "Right turns are good for atrophy"
alternate: "St. Francis is good for atrophy"
conclusion: best bet: only right turns on St. Francis for atrophy

Sista: "Hey! Do you know a good anti-vomit song?"
(as opposed to a bad one?)
Answer: "Something by the Carpenters"

Mantra: "Game on!"

I luv my sistas.

Love Letter

This was written by someone who shall remain nameless, to someone else who shall also remain nameless. Why it was forwarded to me I have no idea.


Dear Alcohol,

First & foremost, let me tell you that I'm a huge fan of yours. As my friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post-work cocktail, a beer at the game, and you're even around in the holidays, hidden inside chocolates as you warm us when we're stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings. However, lately I've been wondering about your intentions. While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences:

1. Phone calls: While I agree with you that communication is important, I question the suggestion that any conversation of substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call anyone in the middle of the night, especially, an ex-boyfriend/girlfriend when I know for a fact they do not want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night?
2. Eating: Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a kebab, a butter chicken curry along with a sausage with cheese, onionand mustard (washed down with WINE & topped off with a Kit Kat after a few sweet chili and sour cream red rock chips)? I'm an eclectic eater, but I think you went too far this time.
3. Clumsiness: Unless you're subtly trying to tell me that I need to do more yoga to improve my balance, I see NO need to hammer the issue home by causing me to fall down. It's completely unnecessary, and the black & blue marks that appear on my body mysteriously the next day are beyond me. Similarly, it should never take me more than 45 seconds to get the front door key into the lock.
4. Furthermore: The hangovers have GOT to stop. This is getting ridiculous. I know a little penance for our previous evening's debauchery may be in order, but the 3pm hangover immobility is completely unacceptable. My entire day is shot. I ask that, if the proper precautions are taken (water, vitamin B, bread products, aspirin) prior to going to sleep/passing out face down on the kitchen floor with a bag of popcorn, the hangover should be minimal & in no way interfere with my daily activities.

Alcohol, I have enjoyed our friendship for some years now & would like to ensure that we remain on good terms. You've been the invoker of great stories, the provocation for much laughter, and the needed companion when I just don't know what to do with the extra money in my pockets. In order to continue this friendship, I ask that you carefully review my grievances above & address them immediately. I will look for an answer no later than Thursday 3pm (pre-happy hour) on your possible solutions & hopefully we can continue this fruitful partnership.

Thank you,
Your Biggest Fan

P.S. THINGS THAT ARE DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Innovative 2. Preliminary 3. Proliferation 4. Cinnamon

P.S.S. THINGS THAT ARE VERY DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Specificity 2. British Constitution 3. Passive-aggressive disorder

P.S.S.S. THINGS THAT ARE DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Thanks, but I don't want to have sex.
2. Nope, no more beer for me.
3. Sorry, but you're not really my type.
4. Good evening, officer. Isn't it lovely out tonight?
5. Oh, I couldn't. No one wants to hear me sing.

Animal Instincts

Who doesn't love animals? Ok, there's the occasional future serial killer, but other than that... I mean, really, how can you not?

So here's my take on two movies I just saw that are good flicks in their own right, and especially if you love animals.

Last night I watched the documentary "Grizzly Man" on the Discovery Channel. The movie was released last year to much acclaim, but I don't go to the movies much (I don't know why, I always enjoy them!) so this was my first time to see it. You may recall the story of the man who lived among the grizzlies in Alaska every summer for 13 years. When not in Alaska, he would travel to schools to talk about the bears to kids - for free. He was not a scientist by any means, just a man who felt an extraordinary kinship and love for these animals. And in the end he was killed by one of them, which made headlines. The issues brought up in the film are fodder for great debate - he was there, he said over and over, to protect them from people who would do them harm. While his motives seemed quite noble and selfless, he also came across - in my opinion - at times more interested in what the bears could do for him rather than the other way around. He called them his friends and would get in very close proximity to them all the time. So his ultimate fate is really no wonder. Still, an engrossing movie, told with the Grizzly Man's own extensive video footage as well as additional interviews with officials and friends. It does an admirable job of capturing the enormous power, beauty, and brutality of Nature; and it tells a very human story.

BTW, if you decide to watch it on the Discovery Channel, be prepared for way too many commercial breaks. I recommend taping it, watching it later and forwarding through commercials, or renting it.

And today I finally got around to watching the much celebrated "March of the Penguins", a short but sweet documentary on the unbelievable lengths that emperor penguins in Antarctica must go to in order to mate, breed, and nurture their young. A really endearing effort. And I've never seen seals portrayed so menacingly!

Go check 'em out.

Stella Renee

And here she is!
The new little one
with proud Papa
and Grammy Marie.
What a cutie!

Introducing Stella!

I'd like to wish a very Happy First Ever Birthday to little miss Stella Renee Whitfill, coming into the world today at a robust 8lbs, 9oz. She is the firstborn of my cousin Matt, the first grandchild of my Aunt Marie; indeed, the first of a new generation in the family. Everyone is said to being doing very well, for which we are all thankful. Welcome to the family, kiddo. Congratulations and love to all!